Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

In the evening, Li Jiuzhou and the other men who had just finished work were even more astonished when they heard about Jia Dongxu's amazing feat.

They can understand if a little kid can't hold it in and has to poop in the corner of their own room, after all, they're just a child.

But Jia Dongxu… well, let’s forgive him for now. After all, a little thought is enough to imagine the pain and choices he faced at the time.

If he hadn't been injured and his legs were still mobile, Jia Dongxu wouldn't have had to do this kind of thing; it really was tough on him.

Because of Jia Dongxu, a group of young people gathered again in front of Li Jiuzhou's house to discuss this matter.

Sha Zhu said with a hint of schadenfreude:

"Senior brother, I have to say, the way Dongxu did this is something that will make the neighbors laugh at us for years to come. I'm speechless."

Xu Damao, not wanting to miss out on trouble, also chimed in:

"You bet! This time we've really lost face."

Several people then shared their opinions.

Li Jiuzhou took out a freshly opened pack of cigarettes, spread them around, lit one, and asked with a smile:

"You all laugh at Dongxu, so let's switch roles. If you were Dongxu, how would you handle it?"

"Zhu Zi, you go first." Li Jiuzhou called on Sha Zhu to answer first, not wanting to give him too much time to react.

Sha Zhu thought deeply for a while, then hesitated and said:

"In this situation, I don't think there are many options. I guess I'll just squat down and poop like Dongxu did."

"The problem lies with his mother. Why does she keep shouting and yelling for no reason? If she hadn't called out to Dongxu, things would have been smoothed over."

Xu Damao stroked his chin and said:

"That makes sense, absolutely makes sense. My choice is the same as Sha Zhu's: stay put!"

"Yeah, we can't hold it in anymore, we'll just poop right there." The other young men chimed in.

Li Jiuzhou shook his head and chuckled:

"They're all a bunch of idiots..."

Shazhu was unhappy:

"Hey, senior, why are you swearing? What else can you do in that situation besides pooping on the spot? You asked us earlier, now it's our turn to ask you. What would you do in this situation?"

Xu Damao interrupted again:

"Yeah, Brother Jiuzhou, why do you call us idiots? You need to give me a straight answer before I accept it."

Li Jiuzhou smiled:

"Alright, alright, then I'll tell you my method. It's different from yours, which is too risky. As Zhu Zi just said, if we get caught, the neighbors will laugh at us for years."

"I chose to zip it up in my pocket. It might be a little dirty, but nobody will know. I'll change and wash it when I get home, and nobody will know what I did."

After Li Jiuzhou finished speaking, the atmosphere became somewhat heavy. Xu Damao was the first to react and slapped himself three times in a row.

He was punishing himself. He had been led astray by that bastard Sha Zhu, so why did he want to pull himself up on the spot?

It's true, you'd rather relieve yourself in your pocket than in the middle of the toilet. It's so embarrassing, you'd lose all sense of shame.

He's from Beiping (Beijing), and a man like him has his pride!

Sha Zhu also realized what had happened. Sha Zhu, who always considered himself a native of Beiping, was very concerned about his reputation. He realized that his choice just now was indeed shameful, so he imitated Xu Damao and slapped himself three times.

Others followed suit.

Li Jiuzhou's words quickly reached Jia Dongxu's ears. Filled with regret, he couldn't bear to hit himself. Just then, his son Banggeng was jumping around in front of him. Fine, he'd give him two slaps!

The innocent-looking boy covered his face and cried loudly, as if the sky had fallen.

Seeing this, Tong Jie sighed, picked up the wailing Bang Geng, and went out of the inner room.

She knew, of course, that her husband was in a bad mood; anyone would feel ashamed and furious in such a situation.

As Jia Dongxu's wife, she blushed when she met her neighbors, feeling embarrassed and unable to face them.

As for Jia Zhangshi?

Aside from feeling somewhat sorry for her son, she felt no embarrassment in front of her neighbors.

If you dare to bring up my son, I'll dredge up old grievances and drag the whole neighborhood down with me.

Without saying anything else, Jia Zhangshi brought up the past when Yi Zhonghai and other men went to brothels, saying that they were all doomed!

The neighbors dared not accept Jia Zhangshi's words.

Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui, these clients of prostitutes, are a thing of the past.

One of them is now an eighth-level fitter and also the deputy director of the workshop.

There was also a level 7 fitter, who was also the deputy director of the workshop.

The last head of teaching at a primary school.

They were all officials, big or small, and the neighbors didn't want to offend them easily.

Jia Zhangshi didn't care because she had Yi Zhonghai protecting her, but it was hard to say about others.

This is one of the benefits of having a strong man in the family; he truly can provide shelter from the wind and rain.

Jia Dongxu hid at home for three days. At first, he was ashamed to face the villagers in the courtyard, but he had to face what had happened.

The master said that basically no one has told anyone outside the neighborhood; no one knows except the neighbors in the courtyard.

It was embarrassing, and the neighbors were too ashamed to talk about it. After all, their courtyard was considered a feng shui treasure, and it would be too shameful to spread the word about Jia Dongxu's affair.

Jia Dongxu has a strong heart. He's not exactly a clean person. Back when his prostitution was exposed, he was even beaten by his father-in-law. The neighbors all know about it.

I didn't do it on purpose this time. Although men in Beiping care about their reputation, what the hell is reputation worth?

You're not selling yourself, so why care about these things? Once you get married and have kids, you'll understand the importance of supporting your family. You won't need to worry about saving face anymore.

The neighbors in the courtyard might say they look down on the sanitation workers on the street and think they're dirty, but if they had the chance to become sanitation workers themselves, they'd be the first to do it.

Hesitating for even a second is disrespectful to money.

After all, sanitation workers are also regular employees, and their wages aren't low because of the nature of their job, you think?

If the neighborhood committee releases the quotas, the neighbors will be scrambling to get them.

Previously, the neighborhood office had allocated three slots for sanitation workers, and the neighborhood had applied for them, but the application was not approved.

The reason is that your department doesn't need these few more spots.

These days, finding a job is already difficult enough; who would look down on it, or rather, who would dare to openly express disdain?

The younger generation of brothers, including Li Jiuzhou, were quite tolerant of Jia Dongxu and did not look down on him for taking a dump in the corner of their house.

The main reason was because he was injured. If Jia Dongxu had been healthy and dared to do this, he would have been ridiculed to death by Li Jiuzhou and the others.

Sure enough, Jia Dongxu went out and chatted enthusiastically with the brothers in the courtyard.

Jia Dongxu, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, shared the events of that day with his brothers:

"I really regret it. One afternoon when I woke up, my stomach was hurting like it was cramping."

"I could only go to the outhouse with the help of my crutches, but it was too late. In the end, I gritted my teeth and could only squat in the corner of my own house."

"At the time, I didn't want to involve my own people, but I couldn't hold back anymore!"

"Hahahaha..." Li Jiuzhou and the others were laughing uncontrollably.

After laughing, Sha Zhu felt there was something wrong with Jia Dongxu's words and asked in an unfriendly tone:

"Hey Dongxu, where are you going to pull if you're not going to pull your own wall?"

"Are you trying to pull me down?"

Jia Dongxu scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

"I did have that thought back then, hehehe..."

Sha Zhu got furious upon hearing this: "I fucking want to beat you to death!"